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NASH
After food and talking, we’d all been ready for round two, and I’d gotten in that tight p***y of Rachel’s. And yeah, the look on her face when I filled her up, I’d never forget. The way those snug walls rippled as she squirmed to get me to fit. f**k. Making her scream my name was definitely my new mission in life. She’d practically passed out.
This morning, I’d have stayed in bed with Rachel between us. My job was in Montana, but Cord and Rachel had jobs here. She worked the lunch shift at the diner, but we’d woken her early with Cord’s head between her thighs and my mouth on her n*****s. We couldn’t get enough of her. The need for me to take her rough, to bite her, was hard to control.
“Sore, beautiful?” I asked as she came into the kitchen. Cord had made coffee and I was lean
